Cutting a Switch on Sunday Afternoon

John took the pruning shears and cut a long straight shoot from the
peach tree. The peach switch he cut was about two and a half feet
long and a quarter of an inch thick at the end. John carefully
trimmed off the small side shoots and smoothed out the knots with a knife.
Lisa would soon be applying the switch to John's bare bottom, so he
wanted it to be as free of bumps and rough spots as possible.

Sunday was the day Lisa gave John his weekly punishment
spanking. John knew that he would get a spanking every Sunday, but he
never knew when. Lisa seemed to have a mental "to do" list. As the
day passed John would wait nervously anticipating his punishment until
Lisa got to the item "administer spanking". A half hour earlier, Lisa
told him "Come with me, honey".

John followed Lisa into the library. She went to the desk and got the
ruler paddle and sat down on the middle of the couch. He went to her
right side and she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them
fall around his ankles. Then she pulled his bikini briefs down to his
knees. Lisa hiked her skirt up, baring her thighs and patted her lap,
"Over Mommy's lap, Honey."

John lay across Lisa's lap, her bare thigh under his cock. She held
him with her left arm across his back, her hand on his hip. Her arm
felt like a warm maternal embrace, which constrasted with
the pain of the paddle as Lisa began spanking him. John did not know
how long he was over Lisa's lap or how many strokes he got with the
paddle. When Lisa was done John's bottom was hot and sore. Then Lisa sent
him out to the garden to cut a switch. He was wearing only shoes, a
shirt and bikini briefs and the crimson blush from the paddling could
be seen around the edge of his briefs at the tops of his thighs.

When John finished preparing the switch, he went back to the living
room, where his wife was sitting on the couch reading. She put
her book down, stood up and took the switch he offered to her. The switch
whistled through the air as she brought it down on a couch pillow,
leaving a narrow dent.

"Good boy. You did a good job on the switch", he wife told him,
running her hand down its length. "Lets try it out on the real
target. Pull your panties down and lie over the arm of the couch
please".

He slipped his briefs down to his knees and lay over the arm of the
couch. She brought the switch down across his upraised buttocks,
once, then again, leaving two thin crimson welts across the lighter
red left by the earlier paddling.

"I think that this will be fine" Lisa told John after giving him a
few more strokes. "You can get up now". He stood up and pulled up
his briefs. "You're going to get another forty strokes with this",
Lisa told John as she handed him the switch. "I want you to go
upstairs and lay out the spanking strap too. Oh, and get the
punishment dildo
ready. I'll be up in a few minutes and I want to find you lying over
the end of the bed, ready to take your punishment."

"Yes Ma'am", John answered, although he knew that no answer was
really required.

John went upstairs to their bedroom and put the switch down on the
bed. Then he got the spanking strap and put it beside the switch.
He took a silicon dildo and a dildo harness out of a drawer in the
dresser. They had two dildos. Lisa used the larger one
when she punished him. John put a condom on the dildo and put
the dildo, the harness, a tube of lube and a towel on the night stand.
He undressed and put a low ottoman at the end of the bed.

When Lisa came up a few minutes later John was naked, kneeling on the
ottoman, bent over the end of the bed, his his ass pushed up, offered
to her like a sacrifice. The implements that Lisa would use to punish
him lay by his side.

"Good boy", Lisa told him. "Are you ready for Mommy to give you the
rest of your spanking?"

"Yes, Ma'am", John said softly.

Lisa picked up the switch and tapped his bottom with it, measuring
her stroke. Then she drew it back and sliced it through the air, hard
across his upraised bottom. She whipped him steadily with the switch,
a stroke about ever second, covering his bottom and his thighs with
thin red welts. After giving John twenty strokes she would moved to
the other side, so that his buttocks and thighs would be evenly
punished. At first he only cried out when the strokes where
particularly hard. By the time Lisa had given him another twenty
storkes, he was crying out with each stroke. John's bottom and thighs
were crimson, heavily lined with welts.

"Spread your cheeks", Lisa ordered

He reached back, a palm on each buttock, his fingers surrounding his
anus, spreading his buttocks apart.

She moved to the head of the bed, where he could see her. She loved
seeing him, his buttocks spread, waiting, watching her as she
undressed, leaving on only a pair of transparent string bikini
panties. She stepped into the harness, pulling it up her thighs and
slipped the dildo in and then tightened the straps. The dildo stood
out like a hard cock.

She took the lube and the towel and moved behind him. He heard the
squish of the lube.

"Push your bottom up"

He arched his bottom upward, as she pushed her finger inside him.
The lube felt cold and slick.

"I want you ass ready for me", Lisa told him. "I'm going to whip you
now until you're crying and then I'm going to finish your punishment
with a good hard ass fucking, my love."

She moved away and wiped her finger on the towel. Then she picked up
the strap. "Get that ass nice and high for me, honey", Lisa ordered.

Lisa drew her arm back behind her and swung the strap, her arm
straight, her weight behind the stiff leather as it cracked hard
across John's ass. He cried out as the strokes fell across his
already sore bottom and thighs. As Lisa whipped him, the wide welts
left by the strap started to overlay the thin welts from the switch.
John's cries echoed in the room with the smack heavy leather, mixed
with his promises to be a good boy. Lisa did not stop whipping him
until the tears were running down his cheeks and sobs mixed with his
cries of pain. Bruises had started to bloom amid the welts on his
thighs and ass.

He spread his buttocks and arched upward. His bottom was so sore
that it hurt when his hands pressed against his punished cheeks. He
heard the squish of lub again as she put it on the dildo. The big dildo hurt at
first when Lisa pressed it into him and John struggled to relax
as Lisa started to fuck him. Lisa loved the feel of John's hot
punished ass under her as she fucked him. John was still crying like a
spanked little boy as Lisa fucked him, his arms braced, taking her
thrusts, slowly at first, then faster, Lisa's hands on his hips,
steadying him for her thrusts.

"Yes. Yes, Ma'am. I'll be a good boy", John said, his voice
catching between his cries.

"Take your punishment. You've been a bad little boy and you're
going to take it", Lisa said as she pounded the dildo into his ass,
slapping against his thighs. "You're going to take it good and hard",
Lisa said breathing fast now, as she came to her orgasm.